UNEXPECTED things happen at UNEXPECTED times.

Sometimes good, sometimes bad - and sometimes UNEXPECTED things go UNEXPECTEDLY horribly wrong at UNEXPECTED times, Dumbledore's UNEXPECTED death one such case.

But right now, I'm not going to elaborate about how tragic Dumbledore's unexpected death was.

So as I was saying, UNEXPECTED things happen at UNEXPECTED times and UNEXPECTED times UNEXPECTEDLY has UNEXPECTED things and UNEXPECTED things has UNEXPECTEDLY choose to appear at UNEXPECTED times and UNEXPECTED times - wait, I'm confused.

I bet you're unexpectedly confused too.

So anyway, as I was saying, UNEXPECTED things happen - Oh, I've said that already.

Anyway, something unexpected happen at such a unexpected time to me. Well, actually not to only me, but only someone like me would consider something like this as 'unexpected'. Nothing big really, you can just stop reading all these rubbish here, and proceed to doing something else. I unexpectedly doubt that I'll unexpectedly be able to finish talking about this unexpected thing at the end of the day. Personally, I don't think I'll be able to start talking about it, so you can choose to leave, or continue listening to my unexpectedly mindless nonsensical buffaloic baboonic blabblering.

Actually, this unexpected thing can't really be classified as 'unexpected', you would probably go "BIG deal lah!"

Anyway, the thing is, I unexpectedly went into my room and the unexpected phone suddenly unexpectedly rang. I expected my aunt on the other line, but unexpectedly, it wasn't. Like I said, it's no big deal to you, so don't expect some unexpectedly big mystery or something. It's just that, the person on the other line was someone who would never have called or have any contact in any way. Well, I'm just surprised to hear who's on the other line. Well, it wouldn't matter if I'm not telling you who. You wouldn't care anyway. It's a big surprise for me, but well, like I said no big deal for you, so don't come and kill me for being spoiler. Afterall, spoilers are commonly used for that irritating annoying disappointing dramatic effect. I'm not a fan of spoilers. It gets irritating sometimes, I know, I bet you're cursing the spoilers.

Anyway, NO BIG DEAL.

How UNEXPECTED.




*whoopping*

"One should try my buttered potatoes." -unknown

I love potatoes.
Love love potatoes.

I eat poatatoes.
Eat eat potatoes.

I bake potatoes.
Bake baked potatoes.

I steam potatoes.
Steam steamed potatoes.

I boiled potatoes.
Boil boiled potatoes.

I roast potatoes.
Roast roasted potatoes.

I barbeque potatoes.
Barbeque barbequed potatoes.

Nice potatoes.
Nice nice potatoes.

I like Haley Joel Osment. He's so cute.

I like Bruce Willis too. Actually, I prefer his ghost.

THEY were abit gruesome, weren't they? A huge chunk out off HIS head, yuck.

NOT EVERY GIFT'S A BLESSING.
THE 6TH SENSE.

Anyway, bowling has left me with a few aching bones and semi-backache. Remind me to wear socks next time, I don't want them so high that it actually reaches my knee. Goodday to you all.

HPATGOF

The 3rd task gave me a heart attack.

Mad-Eye Moody is totally nuts.

I like Snape.

I like Barty Crouch Jr.

I like Voldemort too.

Meet-the-Whoever Session yesterday, was it?

i) When I was happily biting my arm (yes, I do that when I have nothing to do in the car. I'll put my arm at the window and then lean on it... and start chewing), the Science HOD just walked past my car. Ok, I know her, but she semi-knows me or sth, I don't know, but nvm.

ii) When my father was happily drving along some highway near Queenstown or sth, I glanced into the car beside mine and in it sat Chan Wei Shing. Ok, hello.

iii) When I was 'happily' at this temple, I saw my kindergarten teacher. Oh well, hello again.

Dear Fairy Godmother,

I need my wish granted and I sincerely hope you'll grant it. You know what this wish is, and shhh, we're not telling anyone. This is between you and me. I promise what I promise you if you grant my wish. Please let me fulfil my wish. Please let be this an early Christmas present. I won't be greedy anymore. I don't need anything from Santa Claus anymore if you grant me this wish. You know how much this wish means to me. I'll do anything to have this granted, I don't mind having to exchange my glass shoes and gown and everything.

From
Your Mortal Goddaughter.

P.S. I don't need to go to the ball like Cinderella, I just want this wish granted.

You don't know how much I want it to work.

I want it as much as you want your girl.

I'm stoning. I'm surprised at how my fingers can still move after being stationary for so long. I'm stoning. I'm stoning. I'm stoning. Help, I'm stoning. I can't stang being glued to the seat all day long. My butt goes numb. I'm so bored, I'm starting to lose interest with my computer. Nothing's fun. I hate getting coop up in this room and fantasize and fantasize and fantasize. I miss Button, I miss school, I miss my classroom, I miss my table, I miss my chair, I miss the floor, I miss- Okay, stop it. Seriously, one can go mad like this. I need to move my legs, yet they won't move. Idiot. Damn. Retarded. I'm starting to get sick of MSN too. Oh well, isn't there something that can interest me? Argh. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. Most of all I hate YOU.

Actually, no one in particular.

I'm feeling bored. I'm feeling lame. I'm feeling like a mental block.

I want a dog. I need a dog. I love that dog. This is driving me crazy. CRAZY.

Artificial intelligence is too artificial. It's boring me out.

Even blogging seems like eew. 'Coz there's totally zilch to blog about.

Pia... I shot her.

MA PIA.

I had my selfish reason.

Seriously, I must have been out of my mind.

I want to drift off to LalaLand and never wake up again.

FAIL.

FAIL.

FAIL.

AIN'T I GLAD THAT I'VE FAILED.

HEY MAMA, YOU'LL NEVER KNOW WHAT I WANTED.

Don't SHIT me,
I've failed,
Yeah, I've failed.
So don't bother me, baby.

Don't give me the CRAP,
Coz you ain't no more,
But a pile of SHIT.

Ok, I had that ELEVATOR dream last night, like, FINALLY.

Four types of elevator dreams:

ONE:
To dream that you are ascending in an elevator, signifies that you will quickly rise to status and wealth. You may have risen to a higher level of consciousness and are looking at the world from an elevated viewpoint.

TWO:
Descending in an elevator, denotes that misfortunes will crush and discourage you. The up and down action of the elevator may represent the ups and downs of your life go emerging out of and submerging into your subconscious.

THREE:
To dream that the elevator is out of order or that it is not letting you off, symbolizes that your emotions have gotten out of control.

FOUR:
To dream that an elevator is falling out of control, refers to your fears of letting go. You may also be expressing your desire to give up and escape from some demanding situation. If the elevator stops just right before it crashes, then it indicates that if you hang on long enough, everything will turn out all fine in the end.

I think I belong to the THIRD or FOURTH catergory, coz what I dreamt was the lift number jumping here and there. My flat's supposed to be on the 72nd, but the elevator never reached there. Instead, it fall straight from 31st to 6th, all numbers out of control and I never got out of the elevator.

ALOHA LOYANG
Bungalow 10 Jacana but we made a mistake and went to Terrace 10 Juniper instead. No wonder there were so many 'small people', scared the hell out of us.

Day 1
Hardly anyone when we reached there. Watched them play mahjong and gradually learnt how to play. Went to search for bicycle kiosk, walked from Loyang to Pasir Ris and the idiotic bicycle kiosk's at Costa Sands Resort. By the time we reached there, the shop's gonna close. Damn it. Returned to our bungalow and Wong was there already, playing mahjong.

Pot Luck wasn't exactly nice. I'm surprised I didn't have stomach upset.

8 o'clock: "You can switch on your air con now." FINALLY.
10 o'clock: Xilei came. PILLOW FIGHT. Everyone almost died.
Games and chat and games and chat.
1 something: "Hiya, go sleep!"
Few minutes later: "Cannot lah! I'm hungry!"
2 something: Ate Mamee
Around 3: "Sleep liao lah!"
4.30: "Wake up wake up! Sunrise! Hurry!"

We missed the sunrise.

Had egg for breakfast, Jing and I slept like pigs until Amazing Race. Came in 2nd last. We had water games, Commando Attack, or something like that. But what spoils the whole thing is, we're supposed to AVOID the water. Idiot.

Dunked into the pool with Jing. THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL FUN.

Had a bath and Jing and I slept like pigs again.

At don't know what time the teachers came, but we were still sleeping.

"Wake up, wake up! Teachers here liao!"

Okay, BBQ was a total failure.
i) We had a lack of charcoal.
ii) The chicken wings hate us, they just wouldn't cook!
iii) The satay have something against us too.
iv) The otah has turned sour.
v) The teachers sat there while we worked like hell. But nevermind, we can't complain, coz it's Teacher's Appreciation Night.

TEACHERS' APPRECIATION NIGHT
Acted out our AWARD-WINNING skit, though it was a total mess and had to REWIND.

TEACHERS' AWARDS

Mrs GOBI, crowned Mrs Empathy.
-"I've failed to teach the class to empathise with others." Or rather, with her.

Mr WONG, crowned Mr Quadrant 2.
-Who goes round saying, "you are stressed coz you never live in Quadrant 2."
This reminds me of the time when I was asking him for the plan of the school and he said, "What about Quadrant 2? Why didn't you ask for it earlier?"

Miss LAI, crowned Ms Alright.
-She always starts the class with, "Alright girls..."

Mrs SHERWOOD, crowned Mrs Save-Wood.
-"And the deforestation and the blah blah blah..."

Mr SOH, crowned Mr Big Brain.
-"Wo shi zhong er de DAO NAO."

Mr PHEE, crowned Mr Cannot-Run-Behind-Me.
-"Whoever runs behind me will have to run one more round."
I almost became his victim.

Miss PRAVEENA, crowned Miss Positive.
-She and her atom joke. Once there were two atoms, and they were walking in a park. One of the atoms lost their electrons and the other asked, "are you sure?" He answered, "I'm positive."

Mr IMRAN, crowned Mr Cackle.
-He gets the whole class laughing with his laughter. HA HA HA.

Mr Foo, crowned Mr Wabiwasabi.
-"It's the PERFECTION of IMPERFECTION."

There's still a few teachers left, but those are not very significant, so I'll just leave them out. But there's one very SIGNIFICANT teahcer who's not crowned: Zheng Wei Liang Xian Sheng. He hates us like we hate him. We were all mean to him. Well, when we invited him to the chalet, he asked, "Wo shou huan ying ma?" But we were REALLY mean.

We tried getting Mrs Gobi to dance with us but she wouldn't coz the teachers were there. Mr Imran and Mr Soh pretended to leave and they started a very lame convo.
Imran: "Are we teachers?"
Soh:" No, we are not. We are just friends."
Imran: "Yes friends."
They have lame convos here and there but I can't remember everything. We are so gonna miss them.

They had their farewell speeches and Mrs Gobi pointed June out, coz of her SLOW-MOTION FALL with her SLOW MOTION "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...." with our SLOW MOTION RESPONSE to help her off the floor. I didn't realize that we are FAMOUS for our LOUDNESS and ROWDINESS, until Mr Wong and Mrs Gobi pointed that out too.

So sad to see them leave. ):

DAY 3
12.00 am: Chatted until 2 am about dreams and crushes and alot of rubbish. We didn't pause abit, that's quite amazing for us. June, Jing and Xilei went back to the room first, only to run out and scream hysterically moments later because of Xiao Qiang. Ben was chasing Xiao Qiang and Xiao Qiang was chasing Xilei and Xilei was chasing June. They scared the living out of Elisa, FT and me. CRAZY PEOPLE AT CRAZY TIMES. Ben murdered 3 Xiao Qiangs in total and Jing murdered a baby one. And I actually bathed with one of them on Day 1. I found half a cockroach case one Day 3. DISGUSTING.

Woke up at 8, checked out, missed the bus and had to wait for an hour, visited the arcade and I slept like a pig when I reached home. And then she tells me, "Your father lost his job."

... and btw, I just found out that the soloist is 21 years old. He thought me when he was 16. Sec 4 kid. It doesn't make sense, does it? He didn't look like a Sec 4 to me. Oh boy, I was 9. He gave up on me coz I played like shit.

2 weird dreams about him and him. I wonder what's tonight's.